With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Jin Buer was so frightened by Lao Ma, the security guard of No. 1 Middle School, that he ran away with his head in his arms. Lao Ma was both a veteran and an old bachelor. He was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes.

Zhao Xue stared at the note on the table in a daze. She had heard Liu Yue'e tell the story of Xue Ming and Li Chuanying before. After hearing Jin Buer's instigation, she immediately thought of Li Chuanying.

It was a big deal for any woman to have an illegitimate child. Zhao Xue's mind was filled with Jin Buer's words. After finishing a class, Zhao Xue rode his bicycle to the textile factory's family home in a daze.

When she arrived at Courtyard No. 16, she found that the door was closed. She knocked on the door but there was no response. Looking at her watch, it was not even ten o'clock in the morning. Zhao Xue waited for half an hour and could only come back another day.

The textile factory's courtyard leads to the school to the south, and to the transportation department to the north. She is still hesitant about whether to ask Xue Ming to find out.

Two minutes later, he rode his bicycle back to school. "I choose to believe him. His previous life has nothing to do with me. If he really had an illegitimate child outside, he would definitely not hide it from me."

Jin Buer angrily returned to the Transportation Department office. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Zhao Xue was a dog biting Lu Dongbin and did not recognize a good heart. How could this bitch be so stupid?

At this time, Zuo Changzheng pushed the door open and put the dispatch form on the table, "It rained some time ago and many goods could not be shipped out. The salesperson in the factory was so anxious that I sent our people to pick up the order today. "

The dispatch list states the number of trucks going to which factories to transport what goods. One of them states that truck No. 2 is going to the No. 1 Textile Factory to transport three tons of cotton, which will be sent to the supply and marketing companies in four counties, including Lanyang and Lanfeng. society.

The driver of the No. 2 truck was Xue Ming. Jin Fuji banged the table, "Why did you send Xue Ming to the No. 1 Textile Factory?"

Zuo Changzheng was confused for a moment, "I don't understand Comrade Jin's words. Why can't we send Xue Ming there?"

Jin Buer immediately felt that he had said the wrong thing, but of course as a leader, he could not apologize to his subordinates, so he smiled uglier than crying and waved his hand to let Zuo Changzheng leave.

Zuo Changzheng's face darkened as soon as he left the office. He gritted his teeth and cursed Jin Buer in his mind for being crazy. Why can't Xue Ming go to the textile factory? Why do you slap the table with me?

The First Textile Factory is the largest cotton and linen textile factory in the provincial capital. The cloth it produces is supplied to the provincial capital and surrounding areas. Zhong Shixin, director of the sales department, received Xue Ming and Zhao Erlian.

“Mr.

"Director Zhong, you're welcome. The workers are busy loading the truck and I'm embarrassed to go to the office to drink tea." Xue Ming moved a small bench and sat waiting for the workers to load the truck.

Zhao Erlian, who was helping workers move cloth, wanted to kowtow to Xue Ming and ask his dear brother to take him to tea. Being a transporter apprentice was really hard work.

“Mr.

This meant that he had something to do. Xue Ming got up and followed him to the sales department office.

Zhong Shixin locked the door, smiled, took out two packs of Double Happiness cigarettes and a red envelope and stuffed them into Xue Ming's pocket. He also took out a bucket of liquid that looked like cooking oil and a bag of wheat from under the desk.

"Brother Xue, please help me. My father and mother work as farmers on the state-owned farm in Lanfeng County. As a son, I cannot fulfill my filial piety in front of them." Zhong Shixin sighed.

"It's okay to help, but I can't accept your things." Xue Ming took out the cigarettes and the red envelope and returned them to him.

"Brother, I must accept it. This is my wish." Zhong Shixin stuffed the gift into Xue Ming's pocket again.

"Brother Zhong is right, it is really torture to not have both loyalty and filial piety." Xue Ming also looked melancholy.

"The country's industrial construction is urgent, and we have no choice but to do it ourselves. I hope these grains and oils can gain the understanding of my parents." Zhong Shixin actually had tears in his eyes.

After the two movie stars performed, Xue Ming said goodbye and left. There was three yuan in the red envelope, and the address of the state-owned farm in Lanfeng County and the name of his old father were written on his back.

It is difficult for farmers to enter the provincial capital. They need a valid reason and a letter of introduction from the county-level leadership team. The postage for a hundred kilograms of rice and a large pot of soybean oil must be more than three yuan.

The key is that the current postman is cheating. One hundred kilograms of rice are delivered from here to Lanfeng County, a hundred miles away. If there is fifty kilograms left, I have to thank the postman for his kindness.

"No wonder the transporter is firmly in the top position among the eight members of the commune. This thing brings extra income." Xue Ming thought it was funny and strolled around the factory while humming a ditty.

When I came to a factory, I was suddenly stunned. I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure from behind. I was stunned for two seconds and immediately quickened my pace to chase him.

The lesbian in factory uniform in front also quickened her pace, and Xue Ming felt more and more that she was that person.

The two chased each other and turned a corner. Suddenly, a group of female textile workers wearing factory uniforms came out of the car next to them.

Xue Ming frowned and quickly followed them into a workshop. He took two steps and grabbed the woman's shoulders from behind, "Li Chuanying!"

The female worker screamed and suddenly turned around. Xue Ming was shocked and quickly let go. Another female worker rushed over and stood in front of Xue Ming, "Comrade, what do you want to do?"

"Sorry, I got the wrong person. She looks very much like a friend of mine." Xue Ming hurriedly explained that the figure and back of the lesbian he offended looked very similar to Li Chuanying.

The female worker who was aggrieved laughed out loud, "I have seen many gay men who want to get to know our Tingting, but this is the first time I have encountered your method of striking up a conversation."

Ren Tingting blushed with embarrassment, looked up at Xue Ming and then quickly lowered her head, pulling on her best friend's sleeves and trying to pull her away.

"Sorry, I really recognized the wrong person." Xue Ming was not in the mood to amuse the little girl, so he apologized again.

"Don't leave." Xu Aijia stretched out her arms to block Xue Ming's way, "Looking at the look you're wearing, you should be a worker. Which workshop do you work in?"

"I'm not an employee here. I drove the truck in your warehouse. Comrade, please give me permission. I'm engaged." Xue Ming explained patiently.

"Are you a transporter?" Xu Aijia hugged Ren Tingting's arm, "Tingting, he can be a transporter. You can get to know him by looking at his appearance."

"Aijia, don't talk nonsense." Ren Tingting blushed, lowered her head and ran away. It was shameful to talk about such a topic in person.

"But he is very good-looking. The salary of a transporter starts at 40 yuan, so you can get to know him. Engagement is not marriage." Xu Aijia teased her best friend while laughing.

The atmosphere was very joyful, and the female workers eating melons not far away also laughed. Xue Ming frowned and left the workshop.

There was a temporary rest room in the workshop. Li Chuanying covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying, and her tears flowed like broken pearls.